There are all a group of people in this booth. They must know what men are doing when they come to the bar. They sit in the booth and hang up high, looking at the show.

The man was in a state of interest and pushed away the two women on him and looked at Lu Wujia with great interest.

The road is not bumpy and stands without moving.

Seeing her calm appearance, the man raised his eyebrows, and he was in a good mood to chat with her here: "How old is this year?"

Lu Wujia was just a waiter. She ignored the other questions about drinking except for the guest asking her about drinking.

The man turned his head and sneered, then turned around, and saw that her attitude and temper didn't even get angry. He kicked the table a few times: "Did you hear that? This wine is waiting for you."

Lu Wuke was wearing black and white work clothes and holding a drink list in his hand: "Sorry, we don't have any regulations on the waiters who need to drink."

The man tickled: "The rules are for people to break."

He and Lu Wuke picked their chins: "When you drink this glass of wine, the money on the table is all yours. Isn't it easier than the stinky money you earned in one night?"

This is really nauseating, and he walks forward with a foolish and lofty attitude on the back of other people's dignity.

Lu Wuke said, "It's much easier."

Finally, he met someone who knew each other and smiled: "Yes, instead of tiring to get a commission for that little drink every day, it is better to have a drink with someone more."

Others laughed when they heard this.

A man originally thought that a girl would jump when she was teased like this, or that her face would definitely not be better.

As a result, the girl in front of her said calmly: "You are right."

The people in the booth were despised and curious for a moment, and they all saw through their expressions, whispering to each other.

There is no bumpy road and no concern.

The man with a flower-arm raised his eyebrows with such an expression. At first, he thought it was difficult to deal with when he saw her, but he didn't expect that he was just such a guy.

But it’s not a bad thing to be a guy like this, it’s much easier to teach a lesson.

He hooked his fingers with Lu Wuke: "Come here, you won't have less money later."

Lu Wuke glanced at him.

The man also looked at her with his eyebrows hanging on his face.

Lu Wujiao walked over with his foot, and the man with flower arm was waiting for her to approach.

The girl in front of her looks so pure, with her eyebrows down and eyes pleasing to the eye, thin lips and small mouth.

At first glance, he looked like a serious and good girl.

It is probably because she lacks money to work in such a place, but no matter whether she is voluntary or has to, he is too lazy to sympathize with him without any relatives or reasons.

Not everyone will give it to you.

Lu Wujia walked up to him and picked up the wine glasses with a few red banknotes under him without saying a word.

The man with flower arm was about to say that she knew each other.

The glass of wine in Lu Wuke's hand poured it on his face.

The two girls beside the man screamed in shock and dodged aside.

Lu Wuke put the wine glass on the table and looked at him, his voice calm and composed.

"I don't need this money, I'll give it to you."

The man with flower arm had a lot of water on his face, and he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

The other men on the sofa saw that a woman was so arrogant, and cursed and thought of teaching her a lesson.

The man with flower arms raised his hand to stop them.

He slowly opened his eyes and smiled at Lu Wuke. The wine beads hung on his eyelashes, but the smile was not enough to reach his eyes.

"Little girl, she's pretty brave."

Lu Wuke stood up straight, knowing that he had no choice but to leave after causing this trouble, but he did not feel regret or fear at all.

The man didn't wipe the wine beads on his face. He stood up slowly with his legs on his hands. He lowered his head and smiled: "I don't like hitting women. Now you still have a chance to say that you have trembling hands and I can let you go."

Lu Wuke stood there without taking a step back. She lowered her eyes and glanced at the man: "I'm sorry."

The man looked up at her.

She looked into his eyes: "I did it on purpose."

The flower-armed man never expected that this woman would fuck him. His face turned pale for a second, and then he started to laugh again.

He bent down and grabbed a glass of wine from the table, stood up, and looked down at Lu Wugu: "This mouth is quite a curse, little girl."

After saying that, he changed his face instantly, and he pinched Lu Wujia's neck with his hand and pushed it against the wall next to him.

Men's palms are thick and powerful, while girls' necks are slender and fragile.

Lu Wujiao's back hit the cold and hard wall and groaned.

The man sneered and felt pity for the beauty: "Why, it hurts?"

Lu Wuke's eyes were stubborn and cold, and he stared at him.

At some point, her eyes were terrifying and without a trace of anger.

The man used force on his hand: "Isn't this mouth really awesome to curse people? Come on, call me a few words for yours."

The people in their booth were laughing gloatingly.

Lu Wujiao gritted his teeth and refused to give in.

The man sneered.

It's obvious that they're almost dead, but they're really a tough guy.

Lu Wuke closed his eyes, and the blood veins on his neck were pounding. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man.

The man looked at her: "Don't say anything? I don't have any control on my hands. I won't blame me if I get angry later."

Lu Wuke stared at him with his eyes tightly, and his hands with a beer bottle hidden behind him trembled slightly. She tried her best to smash the bottle on the man's head.

But someone intercepted me halfway through, and before my hand was lifted, I was caught by a great force.

Lu Wuke felt cold in his heart, but his neck suddenly loosened. He looked at the man with dissatisfaction and looked at the visitor: "Who the hell are you?"

A depressed smile came from behind.

Lu Wuke was stunned when he heard the man leaning over in her ear, his voice carrying a warm breath.

"Let go, want to enter the police station so much?"

The road is not bumpy and unwilling to let go.

Shen Yixi tsk and snatched the beer bottle from her hand.

He glanced at her face, and she looked quite unhappy.

Shen Yixi laughed.

He directly pulled Lu Wuke behind him.

The man was snatched in front of him, and the man with a flower arm was dissatisfied: "I taught me a lesson, it's all your business."

He looked at Shen Yixi: "Who the hell are you?"

Shen Yixi raised his eyelids and looked at him, and stood up slowly.

"Who am I?" he asked him back, with a smile in his words and carelessly.

The previous second was the spring breeze was warm, the next second his face changed suddenly. With a swing of his arm, the beer bottle suddenly hit the man's head, suppressing his anger low voice mixed with the sound of shattering glass.

"I am your uncle."

The sound of beer bottle shattering suddenly sounded, and the bar was in chaos instantly, and the woman screamed and fled around.

The man did not expect any wine bottle, covered his bleeding forehead and eyes and staggered back a few steps, whispering.

The most important thing between men is brothers. The fox friends of the flower-armed man were sitting on the sofa and enjoying watching the show. Now they all rushed over with curses.

Shen Yixi turned his head and saw that there were no bumps in the road.

Sure enough, she was still staring at the man with her floral arms covering her forehead and howling.

Shen Yixi's eyes were lazily taken back from the man and said to her: "I know you are unwilling to give up, but there is no advantage in fighting women. Go aside first. There will be a chance to get you beaten up later."

After saying that, he didn't care about her anymore and swung the wine bottle and went to the stand.

Lu Wuke then realized that Qi Siming and the others were there. The boys didn't have any eyes when they fought, and they didn't have any weight to start. The fist hit the body made a dull sound, and the sound of the wine bottle shattering and cursing were harsh.

In a short while, the bar was in a mess.

People fled in scattered and wanted to stay away from that place.

Only Lu Wulu stood there without moving.

She seemed numb and felt.

The other end of Chen Yixi stepped on the man's lower abdomen, grabbed his hair and pulled him down to force him to raise his head.
To be continued...